Erased by Dawn
Creak!! Creak!! Creak!!…
'No!! Nooo―!!'
Her vulgarly jiggling hips continued to swallow the man's shaft deep inside her.
Her tearful screams of despair clashed violently with the way her waist kept moving, desperately coaxing the man toward climax.
'Why do I have to go through this!? Why!?'
No matter how much she screamed or struggled, it was useless.
Her consciousness was alive, yet her body moved as though it belonged to someone else. The sheer unreality of it all made Se-ah burn with helpless rage.
"No need to worry. You'll forget everything once you wake up tomorrow. Not only that—you'll greet a bright morning and head to work with light steps."
As she opened and closed her mouth in silent despair, the man spoke leisurely from beneath her.
His words terrified her.
The fact that she had been violated for hours in a motel yesterday.
The fact that she had gone straight to his house after work and offered sexual service as if it were natural.
The fact that she had only just remembered these horrifying truths a few minutes ago.
And the fact that her body and memories could be rewritten again.
A chill ran down her spine.
She felt a deep, primal terror at the prospect of losing her very existence—of ceasing to be herself.
Yet even as that fear gripped her—
"Nngh―."
Her body betrayed her with an entirely different reaction.
Creak―.
Heat bloomed in her lower belly. She could feel warm fluid being released from the organ inside her.
No matter how thoroughly her body had been hijacked, she still recognized what was happening to her own flesh.
The problem was that this fluid only appeared during sexual arousal. Why was it flowing now?
And that wasn't all.
Her body was gradually heating up, and pleasure began to surge through her.
"Hngh―. Hnnngh―♥"
Her sealed lips let out intermittent moans of pleasure.
Dopamine flooded her brain, which had been burning with rage, gradually diluting the emotion.
'No! This isn't me―.'
Creak―.
"Hyaaah―!?"
As if telling the mind to shut up, her rebellious body slammed her hips down hard. Pleasure exploded through her brain.
"Haaah…."
Tremble….
She came.
A euphoric sensation like floating in the sky washed over her, sweeping away every thought and emotion in her head.
She stopped moving for a moment, her head tilted back, blankly staring at the ceiling.
Though she couldn't see it, her face was undoubtedly a mess.
The pleasure was so deep that her body trembled like an aspen leaf.
The memory of her boss's verbal abuse, which had annoyed her until the end of work, faded into the distance.
In its place came a profound happiness she had never felt in her life.
Just as her dazed consciousness began to crave this addictive sensation like a drug—
"Hngh―."
The man reacted as well.
She could feel it clearly because his member was still inside her.
The shaft trembling inside her vagina was hot and precarious, like a volcano about to erupt.
What erupted was semen.
The man's seed.
Genetic material that could impregnate her womb.
'No, not that―.'
The moment the thought reached her, she desperately fought back against the pleasure-drunk haze.
"If you don't want it, I'll stop."
The man dramatically held back his climax and asked.
Was he serious?
When she looked down at him with disbelief, the man smirked and spoke again.
"I'll let you speak. So tell me."
"―Ah. I… I can talk!"
She rejoiced at the simple fact that she could speak with her own mouth.
But that joy didn't last long.
Looking at the man who was sneering at her, she felt resentment and disgust rise again. She tried to scream.
'You crazy bastard! Stop right now―.'
"Cum inside me."
'What?'
The words that came out were completely different from what she had intended.
At first, she thought it was a mistake.
"Please fill my pussy with your semen♥"
'Wh-what? This is my voice…?'
It wasn't a mistake.
Words completely opposite to her thoughts were coming out of her mouth.
It was impossible.
"Are you sure? Like I said earlier, I won't give you the morning-after pill this time. I'll definitely get you pregnant."
"It's fine, so please hurry up and fill my womb with your semen and impregnate me♥"
Her lips trembled as if convulsing.
She realized she was even smiling as she answered him.
And that hot liquid was streaming down from her eyes.
"Weren't you about to say you didn't want it earlier?"
"Me? No~ I never thought of saying that??"
She tilted her head and answered in a cute tone.
'This… can't be real….'
Even the words that should have come from her own thoughts were being controlled according to the man's will.
"You said it yourself, didn't you? Just in case—"
Ding―.
The man took out his phone and started recording her.
Even as the video was being filmed, the smile on her lips didn't fade.
More surprisingly, she understood the intent behind the recording and spoke.
"I'm thirty-one-year-old Lee Se-ah. I'm an office worker at Shinheung Sangsa. Right now, I'm having sex with the man filming this video, and I want him to cum inside my womb of my own free will. The man having sex with me has no responsibility whatsoever. So please, I want him to give me an irresponsible creampie. Even if I get pregnant, I'll raise the child on my own."
She was even flashing a peace sign at the camera and smiling brightly while saying such absurd things.
"I've recorded the evidence video. Now, take my semen like you wanted."
"Yes♥"
With a foolish grin, she began to move her body again.
Placing both hands on the man's chest, she raised her hips high.
Her actions revealed an ardent will to make the man ejaculate with all her strength and receive his sperm.
'Don't!!'
Creak!
"Hngh♥"
Contrary to the desperate scream in her head, her hips slammed down without hesitation, producing an obscene sound.
Creak!!! Creak!!! Creak!!!…
"Hngh♥ Hiii―♥"
In her inverted vision, vulgar moans and wet friction sounds echoed—sounds that made her skin crawl just hearing them.
'I said don't―!!! Please… stop…!'
She squeezed out a tearful plea, but—
"Kuh―. It's coming out…!"
Gluck―.
'Ah….'
Hot, milky fluid poured into her body.
Even as she trembled at the endless heat she could feel in real time, her oblivious reproductive organs accepted it without filter.
Her vaginal walls even clenched tightly, as if trying to milk every last drop of the man's semen.
Gluck, gluck….
The unpleasant sensation of a foreign substance filling her continued.
'How long is this going to keep coming out…!?'
She didn't have much experience with men, but she could tell this ejaculation was abnormal.
Spurt―.
Eventually, the semen that had filled her womb and vagina overflowed and burst out from her entrance.
Absurdly, her body shook her hips greedily, as if reluctant to waste it, trying to take the shaft even deeper.
"Huuu―."
With the man's deep exhale, the seemingly endless ejaculation finally ended.
'Sob, sob….'
She sobbed inwardly, unsure whether to feel joy or sorrow.
With this amount, pregnancy was highly likely.
'No… I don't want this….'
Denying it inwardly changed nothing.
Her vagina had already accepted the man's sperm.
It couldn't be undone.
"Lie down and spread your pussy so I can take a commemorative photo. I want to check how much came out."
"Yes♥"
Even at the man's vulgar words, a joyful voice came out.
Drip―.
Leaning against the pillow on the bed, she spread her legs.
When she parted her labia with both hands, the semen trapped inside poured out in a steady stream, staining the sheets.
"Wow… You really came a lot… Is this because of the Guide parasitizing my body?"
The man muttered something incomprehensible and raised his phone toward her again.
"I'm taking a picture. Smile. One, two, three."
"Hehe…."
Click!
Even as her most private parts were being photographed right in front of her, she wore a foolish smile.
Only helpless despair remained in the face of a reality where she could do nothing.
But the man's next words crushed her despair even deeper, reminding her that it wasn't over yet.
"Now go home. Clean the room before you leave."
"Yes."
Obediently answering the man, she began to diligently clean the room that had been soiled by their sex.
A sense of self-loathing welled up as she wiped and swept naked, erasing the traces of the man who had violated her with her own hands.
"I'll be going now. Please call me again next time."
The most absurd part was that she was smiling affectionately at the man after finishing her shower and changing clothes.
"Alright."
The man answered without even looking at her, as if his business was done.
She was furious, but that wasn't what she needed to worry about right now.
She was opening the door.
Her hand was on the doorknob to leave the man's house.
A headache was slowly creeping in, and her instincts were sounding an alarm.
The moment she opened this door and left, everything that happened in this house—every moment of being brainwashed—would be replaced with different memories.
Not only the man's existence, but even the vile acts that occurred today would be forgotten.
'No! I'll forget again! I absolutely!! Absolutely must not forget―!! I have to remember and report this to the police!!'
She steeled her will.
She repeated it over and over, desperately trying to keep her fading consciousness upright.
'Don't forget!! Don't forget!! Don't forget!! Don't forget!! Don't forget―!!! I absolutely cannot forget what happened today―.'
* *
Chirp, chirp….
"Haaahm―."
She woke up to morning sunlight and birdsong streaming through the window.
Though she rubbed her eyes as she got out of bed, her mind was clearer than ever.
She felt reborn, greeting a refreshing morning.
'I felt like this yesterday morning too… Did I sleep well again today? What happened the day before yesterday and yesterday?'
She tried to recall, but nothing stood out.
She had gone to work, come home, eaten, showered, looked at her phone, and fallen asleep.
It was an ordinary day and ordinary memories, yet she was left with a strong impression that it had been a happy day for some reason.
'I wish every day could be like yesterday.'
There were moments like that, weren't there?
Moments when everything felt fulfilled.
Yesterday had felt exactly like that.
Even now, it was the same.
She couldn't remember the last time she had greeted such a refreshing morning.
'Still, I have to go to work.'
The word "work" brought back some gloomy feelings, but unlike before, no negative emotions arose.
Instead, she was filled with positive confidence that she could do well today.
Before heading to work, she took a nutritional supplement.
She couldn't remember what kind of supplement it was, but she thought it was good for her body and planned to keep taking it for a few days.
Before leaving, she looked at herself in the mirror.
A different version of herself was reflected there.
Instead of the tired, irritable face worn down by work, she saw someone full of confidence and vitality.
She liked it.
She liked who she was right now more than ever.
"Fighting, Lee Se-ah!"
With an energetic voice, she was about to leave the house when a slight sense of discomfort made her pause.
Her crotch hurt.
It also felt a little wet down there.
That day… it wasn't.
'Why?'
The doubt didn't last long.
Without a trace of suspicion, she erased the discomfort and began walking to work with light steps.
It was the beginning of a perfect day.